The Runaway Groom

Chapter 873

The Runaway Groom Chapter 873

Isaac looked up. Slowly closing his magazine, he told Erin, “It’s late. You should go to bed!”

With that, he headed to the kitchen, where Irene was still sorting the plates into the drawer.

“You’re not done yet?” he asked.

“I am now,” she replied, sorting the last stack into the drawer and stretching her arms—her back was actually starting to get sore.

Isaac walked up behind her.

“Good work,” he said, putting his arms around her waist. “I’ll give you a massage.”

It felt ticklish to Irene instead, and she smiled as she pushed him away. “Buzz off. You don’t have to.”

“Buzz off to where?” Isaac asked.

Irene was too tired to fool around with him. “I’m sleepy.”

“Let’s go to bed then,” Isaac said, giving her a peck on the lips. “You look pale.”

Irene’s heart seemed to clench, but she feigned calmness as she rubbed her face. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Isaac replied.

“I think I’ve been tired recently,” she explained, pursing her lips and pushing him out of the kitchen. “Now, go already.”

“Irene,” Erin called out to her just then—she had yet to go back to her room.

was staying in, so Irene

know. I’m just not sure why you guys are still up. It’s almost

was cleaning the kitchen,”

were? Where’s

the hospital,” Irene replied

come back sooner if I knew,” Erin

own,” Irene replied. “I’m going to

Erin nodded.

–

out of the shower, Irene saw the glass of

bed, her eyes were fixed on the man lying on it as she

Isaac replied. “Drink it while it’s

bed and picked up the glass, but kept it in her hand as she asked, “Isaac, do you find

as he looked up. “Why would you

and got into bed, wrapping her arms tightly around

been a little passionate

not answer and she simply

very late, so they soon

–

woke up at six

and Sheryl had to take care of the children, so it was up to Irene herself to prepare

wrapped his arms around her waist. “You

have to see off Lulu at the train station before heading to the hospital. Erin is still staying with us and no one is getting any

“I’ll order takeout…”

cook,” Irene said, getting out of bed and tucking him under the

and headed downstairs when she

“You’re early,” Irene said.

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